At the very end of October, I flew to Chicago for my friend Julie’s wedding. Chicago is so fun to visit because so many Notre Dame friends live there, and in a weird way, the abundance of familiar faces make the city feel like home.
It was a whirlwind weekend, as wedding weekends tend to be, but I tried to squeeze as much catching up and city life into 36-hours as I possibly could.
On Saturday morning, I woke up early and squeezed in a 9-mile run along Chicago’s Lakefront.
The wedding was beautiful, and it was such a treat to catch up with so many Notre Dame friends, many whom I’ve known since freshman year of college. My college days would have not had nearly as much laughter if these girls hadn’t been there to share the experience with me.